The Conn Man: Part 3
I: Gilda and I sat in her car, a smoky haze around us. I pull out my eye drops, a pack of gum, a 30 ml container of CanHome Brand Hand Sanitizer, then I stub out into my English Silver Cigarette Case, along with a few other rolled pieces of cardboard, charred at one end among a field of green entrails from previous adventures.
II: For the redness. For the smokiness. For the ashes. For Later.
III: As we pass the wall of Bømann Villa chairs, which are all $10 according to the Scandinavian-inspired signage, I laugh about installing the same artwork in my own home.
IV: It is 6 chairs wide by 7 chairs high.
V: It will cost $420. It is destiny.